Gasoline
She would have talked to her mom about it. The entire last year, all those times, she would have just picked up the phone and called her,...
She would have talked to her mom about it. The entire last year, all those times, she would have just picked up the phone and called her,...
Tessa sent up a hasty prayer for forgiveness as she slipped on the dress Mama had bought her in exchange for a promise not to marry Al....
So, it’s July already. How the hell did we get here? This seems like the longest, slowest, and yet fastest year ever! How are you guys...
The sun was at my back as I opened the door and stepped inside. I blinked and then squinted, trying to bring the dark room into focus....
Tommy needs to see her so badly, his guts hurt. He feels like there’s something inside him, squeezing the hell out of his guts and his...
The warm breeze lifted Mia’s hair from her shoulder. She gave it a lazy swipe and then shielded her eyes from the sun. Still bright, she...
He would say it all started with a kiss. But that’s not true. None of it is true or real, and that’s because it all started with the...
His fingers caress the keys like a lover, but there’s no one around to hear him now. Even the bartender—Raymond—is in the backroom....
It started there. In Hope Beach, yeah. I mean, it happened before. Well, I mean, there were other times sort of like that, but—well, no....
He stopped walking and tipped his head to listen. Nothing. Still, he hesitated a moment longer just to be certain. Could have sworn he...
So, to be honest with you, I've now attempted to write a post for this blog four times? No, maybe five. And every single attempt is...